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While Ji'er and Sarado discuss their next adventure, in a lavish building with domes and pillars in the southeast of Ash Town, Sip Gribrace is standing at the window, looking out to the north of the town.

In that direction, a tiny pillar of light shot into the sky. This phenomenon is exactly the same as the resonance of the Sun Spirit Stone Tablet in his hand and the pillar of light of the Danze Ruins.

Even on the hill outside the town, the same pillar of light appeared. This means that in addition to Sip himself, there are two other people who hold the Sun Elf Slate.

But Sipp wasn't worried about the extra competitors at all. He believed that the final victory would be his own. The Sun Spirit Stone Tablet in the hands of others will eventually fall into his hands.

The door suddenly opened, and Coyane entered.

"How is it, brother, has it been arranged?" Shipp asked.

"I have been told. There are three guards who will watch the entrance to the town and write down all the spellcasters who entered Ember Town tonight, after all, there is a good chance that the guy with the Sun Elf Slate will be mixed in among these people, so we have to be careful. In addition, I have already inquired about the guests staying in the hotels in the north of the town. Brother, guess who there is? "Ko Yaen sells off.

"Come on, I don't have that much patience."

Ke Yaen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Brother, you are really boring...... The Phoenix family's daughter also came to Ash Town. She stayed at the Oak Leaf Inn. It was one of the two most luxurious inns in Ash Town, the other of course being the Northern Wind Inn where we were staying. I believe that there is a **, this Miss Phoenix's daughter, is the holder of another Sun Elf Slate. ”

Co Yaen said, taking off his gloves. His arm, which had been cut off, finally revealed his true face at this time. The Pale Lord Zantaba actually made a bone arm for Koyan!

Koyan's bone arm is not as exaggerated as Zantaba's own white bone claw, just the size of a normal human arm, but it has been treated with multiple bone solidification spells, and the bone uses pure gold as a core scaffold. Zantaba even carved a magic circle on his arm to conceal the aura of magic so that no one could see through it.

In terms of strength and protection, Coyane's new arm is far beyond the normal human body. Except for the fact that the appearance is a little conspicuous and you need to pay attention to hiding at all times, there are almost no defects.

Sip looked at Ke Yan's metallic bony arm and said, "Indeed, among all the people in this Ash Town, only that big-chested and brainless golden woman has the financial resources to get a Sun Elf Stone Slab. But it doesn't matter. You were originally a seventh-level knight, but now that you have replaced one arm, your combat power has passed that of an eighth-level knight. And I have already touched the fifth layer of the magic net, although I am not proficient, but I can barely use the five ring spells. Plus the subordinates and those hired mercenaries. With such strength, how can it be compared to the stupid girls of the Phoenix family? ”

Ke Yane nodded: "Brother, your analysis is very correct. Ji'er is only a fifth-level arcane knight, and she is also the kind of flower that has grown in a greenhouse for a long time and has never seen the cruelty of the world, so there is no need to worry. And the warlock beside her is just a little white face who eats with his face. What we should be worried about is another Sun Elf Slate holder outside the town. The enemy who hides in the shadows is the most terrifying. ”

Sipu smiled contemptuously and showed a confident smile: "My brother, you don't have to worry. In the face of absolute strength, no tricks are useful. What if that guy was hiding in the shadows and peeking at me? The rat will never have the strength and guts to challenge the lion. ”

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"Dear Mr. Mage, I have inquired clearly. In the Oak Leaf Hotel in the north of the city, the most distinguished guest staying in the hotel was a golden beauty, she seemed to be a nobleman, and her subordinates were all painted with a phoenix ......"

A short, thin black halfling man in a tattered gray cloak stood in front of Gordon, smiling flatteringly, babbling back to Gordon what he had just heard.

After spending the night outside the town, Gordon did not leave immediately, but spent the morning in the woods the next morning, and then walked slowly into Ash Town.

No sooner had he stepped onto the chaotic and filthy streets of Ember Town, and before Gordon could take a look at the transformed and unrecognizable ancient buildings around him, he encountered a halfling thief.

This short, slippery creature wants to take advantage of Gordon's ability to use his one-ring illusion "Silent Phantom" and his dexterity.

But with the eyes of truth and warning, Gordon can almost see through a qiē illusion, and he can catch it without much effort. After forcing the halfling thief to pour a bottle of poison, which was actually pure water for the potion, the halfling thief agreed to Gordon to help him find out.

Naturally, a snake like a halfling thief knows more than an outsider like Gordon. After waiting in a tavern for more than an hour, the halfling thief, who had fought for his "antidote", brought back very useful news for Gordon.

The golden beauty of the Oak Leaf Inn in the north of the city...... The pattern of the phoenix...... Gordon immediately thought of Miss Ji'er Phoenix, who had a handsome warlock by her side.

In addition to himself, another holder of the Sun Elf Slate, found out about this.

And Gordon was quicker to get information about another slate holder. Because at the door of the Northern Wind Inn in the southeast of the town, someone generously hung a notice: Lord Baron Greenfield, the heir of the Gribrace family, recruited warriors and entered the Danze ruins for an adventure. The salary is good, the details are interviewed, and the number of places is limited.

"This world is really small, I didn't expect the holder of the Sun Elf Slate to be their ......," Gordon pinched his chin thoughtfully and said to himself.

"Law...... Master Master, what you have ordered has been done, do you think, can you give me the antidote? The halfling thief rubbed his hands together and looked at Gordon expectantly.

"The antidote." Gordon casually pointed to a glass of low-quality ale on the table, "You drink it." ”

"Is that okay?" The halfling thief looked at the wine glass in front of him suspiciously, hesitated, but he still raised his head and drank the ale. Maybe the mage has already added the antidote to the ale, the halfling thief thought.

Of course, the antidote does not exist, and Gordon is just casually flickering. He tossed the halfling thief a gold coin, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked the short man away with a mouth full of "Thank you, Mr. Mage."

Now that he has figured out the holders of the other two Sun Elf Slates, Gordon's next step is to join an adventuring party, enter the Danze Ruins, and then reach the Tree of Life before Ji'er and Shipp. When the time comes, whether to take advantage of the gap or wait for the rabbit can be planned slowly.

The other two sides have a large group of noble guards, and it seems that they will continue to recruit troops in the town. Although there is strength in numbers, flexibility will be greatly reduced, and the progress will inevitably be affected.

Of course, if Gordon entered the Danze Ruins alone, then one would definitely be able to walk very fast, but to do so would require a great deal of risk.

The most realistic question is, if he needs to rest, then who will keep vigil? How does rotation work? For mages who need to cast spells with a high degree of concentration, fatigue is the worst enemy.

The Lone Ranger sounds cool. But not anyone, under any circumstances, can act alone.

A single-brush copy is a patent for high play.

Gordon sipped the berry drink, a specialty of the Cold Mist Mountains, as he pondered how to find a good and trustworthy adventurer to join.

Boom!

He was thinking about it when a large, iron-gloved hand slapped on the stone table, interrupting his thoughts.

Gordon looked along the thick arm covered with hair, and now in front of his desk, two big men appeared at some point.

"Hey, dry firewood thin man, quickly give the table to Lao Tzu!" The man with the horned helmet said, "I have been walking for three days, I am tired and hungry, and I need a good rest...... By the way, by the way, I also left the money bag, and I was short of wine money. ”

Dry firewood skinny ...... Gordon didn't expect anyone to call him that. Although his body looks a little smaller than the muscular stupid in front of him with a brain capacity of only the size of a walnut, his body size is a little smaller, but with a physical attribute of 15 points, he can't be considered a thin person...... At least after the passion with Shella, the half-elf girl will lie in her arms very softly, praising him for being "strong".

Gordon glanced around, and the seats in the tavern were full, and the guests at the other tables were either hordes of mercenaries or the kind of powerful character who was covered in thorns at first sight, at least from the outside, he was indeed the best bully.

The persimmon is looking for a soft pinch, which is a truth that prevails in the multiverse.

Ember Town is not under the jurisdiction of the Ferreton Empire, and naturally, law and order in the usual sense of the word will not work here. In the face of this scene of forcibly occupying seats and robbing, the surrounding drinkers were all indifferent. The one-eyed boss behind the counter was slowly wiping down a missing clay bowl as if it were fine porcelain from Antolia.

Gordon didn't speak. Because he knew that in such a situation, any attempt to reason would be seen as a sign of weakness.

He followed the cover of the table, quietly pulled out the spell casting materials, and prepared a spell.

Just as he was about to make a move, a rich baritone suddenly remembered in the tavern: "You two get out, don't do this kind of thing in front of me." ”

Standing up was a middle-aged man wearing chest shields. He has a Chinese face, a few strands of beard on his chin, a resolute complexion, and a weather-beaten dark brown complexion. The man carried a spear on his back, and there was a slight stain of congealed blood on the blade - from that point of view, he didn't seem to be a character to mess with.

The two strong men who were about to forcibly occupy Gordon's seat smiled and said to the middle-aged man: "You alone are like meddling? ”

"I'm not alone." The middle-aged man looked at each other with pity. Behind him, five more people stood up at once.

"Well, there are heavy warriors, there are priests, there are rangers, there are bards, there are wanderers...... It's just a standard adventure party, but it's a mage. Gordon looked at the middle-aged group, his eyes narrowing slightly.